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Subject: [KYLAUREL-L] Excerpts from the Mt. Echo 1901 (7)
Date: Sun, 11 Jul 1999 23:40:26 EDT
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Reprinted with permission of the Laurel County Historical Society
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January 18, 1901
A TERRIBLE TRAGEDY
Quite a little excitement is created in town over the killing at Corbin, Ky.,
of two men and a woman and the wounding of several more, two of whom will
die. Reports conflict so much and are so meager that it is impossible to
secure the names of the wounded. The difficulty was the result of a young
man by the name of White, brother to Roach White, the restaurant man, paying
attention to the daughter of James Shotwell, to which he objected. The men
had some heated words Wednesday evening, when the shooting began, and in
which Shotwell was killed. White went to the restaurant of his brother for
protection against a large number of Shotwell's friends, who immediately
surrounded the house and fired shot after shot into the building; the three
White brothers returning fire from the windows.
The house was finally dynamited, entirely demolishing one side, and
shattering nearly everything of a breakable character in the building. Roach
White's eyes were burned out and he received other injuries from which he
will die. A woman who was passing was shot and killed, and unreliable
reports say that young White was killed.
Miss Mary Baugh entertained Saturday evening, January 12th-Misses Lucy White,
Delia Faris, Mr. R. R. Bowling and Michael Smith.
Manager Starkey, of the London Telephone Co., can relate many amusing
incidents which have occurred since establishing the telephone here. An
incident, which occurred the other day, has caused a great deal of laughter
among the hearers, and Mr. Starkey thinks it is his best. A man came to town
desiring to purchase some brick, but dreading the walk to the London
Manufacturing Company, thought it easier to use the London Telephone service.
He gave one long ring, and when the operator asked, "Number, Please?" his
not understanding the way it was managed, he inquired if he had any brick.
Manager Starkey suggested to him that he probably wanted sixty-one, which is
the number of the London Manufacturing Co., but the man growled back as
though he knew his business, "No, by thunder, I want a thousand or none."
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